It was long ago and when we were full of light and motion. The movie's screen bathed us in its electronic glow although our bodies were mostly silhouettes. My fingers were running through your colored hair, silky strands of dark gunmetal blue, and along your neck the pulse...
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Brianna Goes Cosmic
"Brianna goes across the universe looking for her lost love Jenna."
Drifting apart in the cosmosYou have escaped the meatspaceThe accursed shackles of the fleshLong may it dieAtomic particlesStill it floods your fluid and electric formThe memories of the corporeal lifeOn that black and smouldering planetWhat a horror show that species...
Afterwards we seem to stray togethertowards some shapeless dream of beautiful echoes and vaporand the smallest details now seem to be more important than ever.Your silhouette in the alarm clock's glowshowing random freckles across your backlike marks made on a vague map,hair...
It's a dangerous borderline.We're riding some rapturous tide,I'd call it a featherweight bliss you'll always seal with a kiss,something I can only describewhen the moment blooms.Before we made it to your room,the city shimmered all around youas if trying to tell...
When whispered breathsare laid to rest,and a gentle narcotic warmlulls me,I will lay my backagainst hardened earthand strip away the facade,this mask,my ingratiating shroud of beautiful,so as to bathein the compassion of the moon,pale and unabashed.Only thenwill the deepest depths...
I can still feel silky depths clamping with a fierceness you only show when the body says that I belong herelong after disappearing into you.Warm hands cup my face and my head restsagainst your chest as you ask me whatI really hear...
Every breath stirs the world when it's over and I'm still inside youthe smallest breeze gentle and barely rippling across your exposed skin,life spilled into your trembling form.This is when we are so much more.If I'm the constant glow,the Northern Star over...
The unblemished raw of this naked earth,The deep of her velvet, black blanket skies,The sun christening the moon with her worth,A floral field of dancing butterflies.Forked light, like spirits from a mountain’s death,Distant rains melting into rainbow dyes,The scorching heat...
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"The regret of saying yes will haunt me. But I do it anyway."
Breathless.Suffocating under shame.Fingertips burning.Wants morphing into needs.Ignored phone calls drowning in the vacuum of lust.Love?We are in too far to give it a name.Against sanity, against reason, we are here.We always end up in some version of it, no matter...
The air was sweet and thickin a summer's night mistwhen her palm slipped into mineand softly squeezed just onceas if that meeting of flesh said"I already know." Whatever transmuted betweenour own skins and electricityseemed to slip past me because I was still...